All My Peccadilloes…

Yesterday could easily have ended as yuckily as it started… But it didn’t.

I spent the afternoon/early evening at work, tying balloons and contorting them into strange shapes. By 6pm I was knackered, and not feeling at all enthused once I got home, and Mr G suggested we go to the beach. He wanted to go to a nice beach, to go snorkelling, but as I was exhausted, I suggested that no, it really was getting rather late, and perhaps we should just go local. We did.

Once we hit the water, it was snorkels & flippers on, and away we went. I had a few moments of confusion when I found I was heading in the opposite direction to which I had thought, and ended up a long way from Mr G. I swam over to him, to find him holding a little wooden box inside a small plastic bag.

I have a new camera! Canon EOS 400D. So far, so good… I’ve been able to churn out a few decent photos in the early experimental phase. So far only disappointment is lack of liveview – canonspeak for being able to use the LCD as a viewfinder. I guess this is my step into the world of real, grown up toys, and a step forward as a photographer.

Racing closer to Christmas. We’re getting our tree tomorrow! Hooray! Oh, and Mr G is cooking up a Christmas surprise, and I want to know what he’s scheming!

Friday fess up again reports that there is nothing to fess up. Again… Oops.

Messy Messy Messy house must be cleaned, so Tash must stop playing with the camera, and the blog, and get off her lazy butt.

Maybe after I take a few more photos.

Oh and by the way… almost 40 hits, and still nobody has said hi? Not even YOU Mr G! (I’m watching you)

How did it get to be Monday again? I know this seems to be a common theme around here, but I seriously can’t keep track of where the days are going. Its December already, people, how on Earth did that happen?

Last week didn’t get to be dramatically worse, just ridiculously busy. The last of the Birthday run happened on Saturday, with the celebration of my baby brother’s 18th birthday! So Happy Birthday, Dougalugs, here’s to finally growing up!

In other news, I need to hit the Gym this week. Didn’t make it all last week, due to the dreaded lurgies and general shittiness (Hence also the lack of Friday Fess Up). Also, Cheque came through on Friday, and one of these days when I get myself to a bank during business hours, I might be able to get myself debt free! Woot!

In other news still, and rather disturbingly… How can I make the puppy stop eating cat poo?? I’ll leave that thought right there.

Aaaand… You! You right there! You who happen to be one of the people who stumble along here (probably with a search for a Clare Bowditch Lyric – right?) Wave! Say hi! I promise not to bite too hard! (Unless of course you’d like me to…) Leave a comment… Please?

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Understanding Tashish

I'm a 28 year old teacher from Melbourne.
Mr G. and I have been married since April '09, and have always known that having a family was going to be a little more difficult than for the 'average' person, due to his Klinefelter's Syndrome.
We have been on a financially enforced 'break' from IVF since our miscarriage in late 2009. We hoped to cycle again in 2011, but pushed it out to early 2012.
It looks like this might be the one...
This is our story.

A Brief History of our TTC journey

September '06~ Meet Mr G, who tells me he has Klinefelter's (KFS) and will never be a father. Ever the eternal optimist, "never say never" say I.
Early '07~ Realise that this thing is for real, and start to look into MFI related to KFS. I am reassured by vague, sci-fi like stories of ICSI, and the Dr Google consensus that 'it's not impossible'. We try.
Nov '07~ Visit to the Endo for routine KFS checkup, obtain a referral to FS.
Dec '07~ Mr G proposes, and life goes all-wedding, all-time. We keep trying.
Late '08~ When it becomes obvious that it's not 'just going to happen', we make our first FS appointment, where it becomes clear that we will need help. Azoospermia, and a side order of suspected PCOS.
April' 09~ Our wedding
July/Aug '09 ~ IUI + injectables + donor sperm. AF arrives before beta.
September '09~ Book in for IVF
Oct '09 ~ Waiting, waiting, waiting... AF is almost a fortnight late
Nov/Dec '09 ~ IVF + ICSI + Donor Sperm. Stim for ages, poor response, threatened with cancellation. 2 eggs retrieved, 1 fertilised. 2 day, 4 cell, Grade B transfer. Faint Positive, Low first beta. Wait for appropriate HCG doubling. Levels are great, then that night the unthinkable happens.
Friday, 11th of December~ Our precious miracle is leaving.